Pei Ruolan raised her hand to brush the hair around her ears, looking at him calmly with clear eyes, "My body is still a little sore, I just want to rest early."
After not seeing each other for a few days, Huo Zhun looked at her face that was getting thinner and thinner. He didn't say anything more. He walked to her and sat down. He put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly, "Do you want to ask the imperial doctor to take a look at you again?"
"No need, the doctor said you can rest for a while." After saying that, Pei Ruolan turned to look at Huo Zhun, "In order to prevent the illness from affecting the prince, please forgive me for not being able to serve you during this period of time."
Huo Zhun looked at her emotionless eyes. Before he could speak, his throat suddenly felt itchy. He couldn't help but cough twice more. His stern face showed an unusual red. He paused for a moment before saying, "If Ben What if the king doesn’t allow it?”
Looking into his cold eyes that were bloodshot due to coughing, Pei Ruolan changed the topic and said, "Your Majesty, even if you don't care about me, you still have to cherish your body."
Because of Pei Ruolan's words, Huo Zhun's heart, which had been clogged ever since he entered the room and saw her, finally felt better. He gave a faint "hmm" and then ordered outside, "Go and ask Dr. Liang to come."
The maid on duty outside said "hey" and retreated rustlingly.
Soon, Dr. Liang was invited over. He stepped forward to take Huo Zhun's pulse, but Huo Zhun looked at Pei Ruolan and said, "Check her first."
Dr. Liang could only turn to Pei Ruolan, check her pulse for a moment and said, "The girl's wind and cold are no longer serious problems. Just be careful not to blow the wind these days."
Then he checked Huo Zhun's pulse. After a long time, he said with a solemn expression, "The cough is not a serious disease, but the prince's lung meridian has been severely damaged. Even if it is a mild illness, it must be taken care of carefully and must not be neglected. Weichen gives it to you Write down a recipe and eat it for seven days."
Huo Zhun winked at Sang Yun, and Sang Yun led Dr. Liang to the outside room to prescribe a prescription.
In the bedroom, Pei Ruolan stood up and said, "I will stay in Dongnuan Pavilion these days so as not to disturb the prince's peace." After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, someone held her wrist tightly, and then pulled hard, and she fell into Huo Zhun's arms.
Huo Zhun's long and strong fingers pinched her slender and soft waist, and his warm breath sprayed on her face, "Doctor Liang said that you are fine, so you will stay here to serve me these days."
His voice was extremely soft, but his tone was irresistible.
Pei Ruolan sat on his lap, her nose filled with the faint scent of ambergris. It was extremely awkward. She happened to see his white lips and whispered, "Your Majesty's lips are a little dry. I'll get you a glass of water." stop!"
Huo Zhun's eyes fell on her red and tender lips, and he said in a low voice, "No need."
His gaze was too direct, and Pei Ruolan had a bad premonition in her heart. She twisted her body and tried to escape, but her thin waist was fixed by one of his big hands, and the other hand held the back of her head and kissed her.
In the clear sky, Pei Ruolan felt extremely ashamed. She pushed against his hard chest and tried her best to resist.
Huo Zhun was originally greedy for her warmth, but now that she had been exposed to her for several days, he was even more out of control. No matter how hard Pei Ruolan tried her best, she couldn't shake him at all. Instead, it only made him stronger...
When Sang Yun came in after cooking the medicine, she saw this scene. Her cheeks turned red and she subconsciously stepped away.
After the medicine was heated three times, the sound in the bedroom disappeared.
Huo Zhun glanced at Sang Yun and said, "Put down the medicine and get out!"
Sang Yun obeyed, placed the celadon medicine bowl on the huanghuali table, bowed and left.
Huo Zhun originally wanted to wait for the medicine to cool down and drink it all, but Pei Ruolan picked up the medicine bowl and said, "I'm here to serve the prince and drink the medicine."
After saying that, he scooped up a spoonful of the thick black soup, blew on it gently, and handed it to his lips.
There was a heavy bitter smell floating in the air. Huo Zhun frowned slightly as he looked at her clear eyes that had been washed by water and her gorgeous red lips.
"Isn't the prince afraid of hardship?"
Huo Zhun raised his head and said, "You don't need to provoke me." After saying that, he opened his lips slightly and let her put the decoction into his mouth.
Pei Ruolan fed Huo Zhun the medicine one spoonful at a time, and watched as his brows gradually twisted into the word "Chuan", finally feeling better.
After feeding a bowl of medicine for a full quarter of an hour, Pei Ruolan saw that the celadon bowl was empty. She was about to give the bowl away and take a breather. Not only did she take the medicine prescribed by Dr. Liang, but she felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach just by smelling it.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she stood up, she would make the same mistake again, and Huo Zhun's kiss with traces of bitterness swept her over again.
After pushing the person away forcefully, Pei Ruolan glared at him with a frown.
Huo Zhun raised his eyebrows, "Isn't Miss Pei afraid of hardship?" There was obvious lightness in his tone.
Pei Ruolan choked. New hatred was added to old hatred. She suddenly lowered her head and bit him on the shoulder.
Huo Zhun didn't expect that she would suddenly move her mouth and bite him so hard that he let out a "hiss" and took a breath of cold air.
When Pei Ruolan heard his cry of pain, she suddenly remembered the difference in their identities, pushed him away with all her strength, and ran outside...
Huo Zhun looked at her back, confused and confused.
When Sang Yun saw Pei Ruolan coming out, he took the porcelain bowl from her hand and said, "Why did the girl come out in person? For this small matter, just call the slave."
Pei Ruolan couldn't catch the wind and didn't want to go back to her bedroom, so she asked Sang Yun about the King of Wei's banquet for Jinke Jinshi.
"The prince suddenly fell ill three days ago, so the banquet for Jinke Jinshi was postponed. The banquet has not yet been held."
Three days ago? Pei Ruolan thought about the time when she fell ill, and felt it was a coincidence.
